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Naughty Naked Dreamgirls #41: Bubblegum Bondage
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Andrew Roller Presents
NAUGHTY NAKED DREAMGIRLS
No. 41 Wednesday July 5, 1995
alt.stories.erotic alt.sex.stories
D R E A M G I R L S S T O R I E S
Bubblegum Bondage
Part Nine
by Andrew Roller
Chapter Eight
Susie felt like a trapped little bird from the Amazon, just like the ones
that were housed above Elaine's rectangular sunken tub. She rather wished
she had been allowed to stay in the other room. She felt safer amidst a
multitude of guests, despite the fact that many of them were equipped with
stiff penises and eyes that never strayed far from Susie's fair form.
Here, in this wooden barrel of a tub, Susie felt singled out. Being
accorded special treatment in Elaine's mansion seemed to risk having a
whip at one's bottom. Susie glanced at Elaine. Even now the woman was
holding a wooden paddle, taken from a male guest. Susie wondered why
Elaine considered pain such an essential part of pleasure. Perhaps the
woman was just attempting to exorcise old demons. Or maybe she had always
taken a special liking in beating young girls. Susie wondered what Elaine
must have been like as a child. The boss, no doubt, always in command of
her playmates. Susie could just see Elaine leading a troop of little boys
and girls off to the hidden places known only to exploring children,
intent on wicked games.
"I want the four of us to be entertained by these young ladies here,"
Elaine said of Susie and Melanie. "We can watch them at play for a little
while, then play ourselves, and then afterwards we can relax and regain
our inspiration by watching them some more. And they can learn by
watching us."
"Well, Melanie is the newest addition to my retinue, not yours," Gloria
said. "And I'm responsible for getting her home at a reasonable hour,
which, in the case of today, means no later than noon."
"I see," Elaine said. "You picked her up in Waikiki and put her on an
earlier flight than her mother intended so you could play with her once
you got here."
"As I told you earlier," Gloria said.
"Well, if her mother's expecting her to arrive in L.A. at noon today
we've got to get her dressed and back to the airport arrival lounge in two
hours!" Jim said.
"As I told you earlier too, when you were too preoccupied to listen,"
Gloria said to her husband.
"Well, no offense to you, Melanie, but I want to get more than my finger
up you before we take you back," Jim said. He made to step into the hot
tub. He had just raised his leg up to climb in when Gloria reached
between his thighs and grabbed his balls.
"Problem?" Jim said, looking back over his shoulder.
"I found her. You'll fuck her when I say," Gloria said pointedly.
"Perhaps I can be of service, ma'am?" the man who had brought the paddle
said. His cock was rock hard. His workmanlike hands looked like they
longed to grasp and subdue a girl, perhaps even hit her.
"Yes, please tell me your name again for starters," Elaine said to the
man, weighing the paddle he had brought in her palm.
"Rod," the man said. "Rodney."
"I like Rod better," Elaine said.
"Permit me to take charge once more, Elaine," Gloria interrupted. "I
think I can provide you with what I think you are seeking."
"Lead on," Elaine said, swatting the wooden paddle into her own open
palm.
"Girls, I would like for both of you to bend over," Gloria said to Susie
and Melanie. "Keep your knees straight, and place your hands upon the
edge of the tub."
"It's kinda rough," Susie said of the tub's edge.
"Be glad it is not your bottom which is upon it, then, although that is
just what will be perched there tomorrow," Gloria said.
"Are we to be spanked?" Melanie asked. Her bottom was still red.
"No, my little darling, although I admit your friend's bottom could use a
little color," Gloria said. She then directed Jim and Rod to stand just
in front of the girls. As they did so the tips of their penises came in
close proximity to the girl's mouths.
"Form your lips into O's, girls," Gloria instructed. The girls, not
entirely unhappy with the prospect of what two naked male penises
portended, obeyed. "Now slip your lips over the crown of your respective
male's penis, and suck as much of his stalk down as possible. Each girl
did just as she was told.
"God, I don't know how much more of this shit I can take," Jim groaned.
He had yet to enjoy his first ejaculation and his balls were churning.
"Girls, this is practice for tomorrow," Gloria instructed them. "When
you are finished here in a little while you will both be taken home to
check in with your wonderful guardians."
"Susie doesn't have to go home until tomorrow," Elaine interrupted. "I
arranged everything."
"She will go home today," Gloria said, "so that she can come back
tomorrow."
"But I wanted to-" Elaine began.
"I know what you wanted," Gloria said. "She will be even more
invigorated and ready for your endeavors tomorrow, when no doubt you will
be able to do even more with her than you had hoped to do today." At this
point Susie would have liked to join the conversation and probe Elaine's
intentions, but given that the woman kept idly swatting her palm with the
paddle Susie thought it best to keep her mouth firmly wrapped about Jim's
dick.
"Bob your heads, girls," Gloria said. "Some good swats with the paddle
would no doubt assist you in this, but since Melanie's bottom is already
red and Susie has to be returned to her grandmother's tiny apartment in a
little while, we shall refrain from that."
"Oh, God!" Rob cried suddenly, and began convulsing his loins.
"Hey!" Elaine cried, and leapt over to the man and whacked his buttocks
with the wooden paddle. Her admonishment, however, came too late, and in
fact only served to increase the ferocity of his ejaculation. Rod's seed
spurted into Melanie's mouth. Susie, meanwhile, kept faithfully bobbing
her head, sliding her pursed lips up and down Jim's cock, her teeth just
barely grazing his skin. In her inexperience Melanie stopped bobbing, and
merely concentrated on swallowing as much of Rod's seed as she could.
Nonetheless quite a bit was lost, trickling out over her lower lip.
"Save yourself for tomorrow if you can," Gloria said to Jim.
"Tomorrow?!" Jim cried. As if sensing a final opportunity to escape, his
semen suddenly spurted forth into Susie's mouth. Rod, meanwhile, put his
hand to his dick and squeezed forth the final drops of his sperm. Then,
after giving his hips a final wriggle, he stepped back with a satisfied
look on his face. Melanie stood erect and wiped her mouth with the back
of her hand.
"Mmm, that was good!" Melanie exclaimed.
"The girls need more practice," Gloria said to Elaine. The woman walked
over to the door of her bedroom and opened it.
"Would anyone else like to come?" Elaine called down the hall. "Men, I
mean! Hey you guys, wanna come?" Her voice echoed in the corridor. Soon
a host of stalwart males showed up at her door, leaving the jungle birds
behind, preferring the company of sweet young pussies that they had yet to
conquer. Even their female lovers had been abandoned, though no doubt at
least a few men had stayed behind to take advantage of the sudden
disproportionality between male and female genitalia in the rectangular
tub. The males who had responded to Elaine's call trooped into her
bedroom, stiff penises eagerly on display. The few who showed up without
erections were turned away.
"Come on in, these girls need training," Elaine said to the men. The
lusty males were lined up and put to Susie and Melanie two at a time. To
their dismay, perhaps, they were not permitted to rut in Susie and
Melanie's pussies, but only in their mouths. Yet there is nary a man with
a hard on who will decline to spear a succulent teenaged female,
regardless of the orifice to which he is permitted entry. Several ladies
also came in, seeming less than pleased to see their suitors being milked.
Elaine, however, bid them to explore the joys of sapphic pleasures back
at the sunken tub. When the wayward ladies had been dismissed Elaine
closed the door once more.
"Feel free to come," Elaine said to the men, "although you will derive
more pleasure by holding yourselves back as long as you can."
"My lips are sore," Susie said, rising from her latest phallic conquest.
"Let me see," Elaine said. She walked up to Susie and gave her lips a
solicitous inspection. She ran the tips of her fingers over the girl's
lips, wiping a clear trail through the sperm. "Not bad," Elaine
commented, putting her sperm laden finger to her own lips. "You can take
a few more, then we'll have a little finale and then you'll go straight
home."
"Okay," Susie assented. She bent back over, ran her tongue over her lips
to get off as much of the sperm as she could, and then slipped her lips
over the member of the next male.
"Mmm, nice," the man said. He grasped Susie's hair and began working his
hips, attempting to insert some of his own volition into the act so that
he didn't just feel like a cow's udder.
"Hands down," Elaine said, giving the man a slap on his bottom. When the
man dropped his hands Elaine took them both in hers and pulled them behind
his back. "Stand still," Elaine admonished. "Let her work you." Susie
bobbed up and down more freely now without the man restraining her head,
coming up almost until his penis fell from her mouth, then plunging back
down again, almost to the base. Susie was learning fast; she could almost
swallow a man's dick whole now.
"That's right, take as much as you can," Elaine said to Susie. Gloria
had retreated to an overstuffed chair and was snuggling with her husband.
"Come, look at this, Gloria, Susie's deep throating this one almost all
the way to the base," Elaine called. Gloria rose from Jim's arms and
hurried over for a closer look.
"That's it, take it at your own pace, no more than you can handle for
now," Elaine said to Susie.
"Melanie is also taking more and more each time she's presented with a
new penis," Gloria observed. Both women shifted their gaze to Gloria's
charge and admired the bobbing 16-year-old. Melanie was indeed becoming
quite practiced in the art of fellatilo.
"It is good for a girl to learn this," Elaine said. "She may disarm the
male and soothe his lust, without having to let him violate his pussy."
"An essential skill in the age of AIDS," Gloria agreed. "We should have
every schoolgirl in Los Angeles county up to your bedroom, Elaine, for a
little course in penile self-protection."
"A quick mouth is certainly more effective than mace," Elaine agreed.
When each man had been made to spill (for none were able or willing to
hold back their seed), they were forced from the room. Only erect penises
were allowed in Elaine's bedroom, and among the pilots none were young
enough to sport two erections in turn, especially after discharging in
such delectable sheaths as the throats of Melanie and Susie.
The last man unleashed his load and, with a wistful backward glance over
his shoulder, allowed himself to be dismissed. Jim alone remained,
permitted to stay because he was the husband of Gloria, to whom Melanie
"belonged." Both Susie and Melanie gratefully stood up.
"It's about time we got to come up for air," Melanie said, rubbing her
back.
"That's the most penises I've ever seen in my life," Susie said through a
mouth foaming with sperm, rubbing the small of her own back just like
Melanie. Sperm ran in white rivulets down each of their chins and spotted
the top halves of their breasts.
Elaine put a hand to the small of Susie's back and began rubbing it for
her. "Lick each other clean," Elaine said to the girls. Gloria walked up
to Melanie and put her hand in the small of the 16-year-old's back as
well. The two women pressed the two girls together.
Susie felt her breasts touch Melanie's. She had not come since the cabin
and she thought she felt an electric spark of arousal pass between their
teats. Melanie's eyes looked at her hotly. Susie extended her tongue to
Melanie's spermy mouth. The 16-year-old parted her lips and let Susie
lick them clean. Then Melanie reciprocated, licking Susie's lips.
Susie then laved the sperm from Melanie's chin, and as she did so her
hands drifted upward to cup Melanie's jutting bosoms. Melanie writhed,
emitting a soft moan as Susie's tongue left her chin to trail down her
neck and begin licking the area just above her tits. Finally Susie
followed a trickle of semen down to where it dripped off the end of
Melanie's right nipple. The girl shivered, and offered up her breasts to
Susie's tongue.
The next thing Susie knew she was wiping semen from her own chest with
her fingers and then streaking it over Melanie's bosoms. Then she would
take her tongue to the transferred semen and lick it off Melanie's skin.
Gloria and Elaine permitted this to go on for a little while and then
ordered the girls apart.
Melanie and Susie stood in the hot tub regarding each other, relishing
the occasional waft of steam that floated up to caress their soft, dry
pussies. Their faces were slightly flushed, their eyes bright both with
the eagerness of unfulfilled sexual anticipation and embarrassment at
their circumstances. They had "taken" so many men, yet not a one in their
cunts. Now the men were gone, and even Jim's penis was only now half
formed into an erection. Susie and Melanie felt like little virgins who
had passed unscathed through an enemy encampment of nude soldiers, only to
wish they had perhaps not been so successful.
"Put your hands to each other's pussies," Elaine ordered. The woman's
voice came to Susie and Melanie's ears like a shock, interrupting their
brief reverie with both promise and peril. The girls looked at each other
for a moment, then at Gloria and Elaine. Could they really be induced to
play with one another's clits? Seeing that the women were indeed serious,
and that Elaine's hand which held her wooden paddle seemed to be possessed
of an itch, the two girls looked back at each other and then, hesitantly,
extended their hands. Each unconsciously parted her thighs. A moment
later and each girl's fingers grazed the pussy of the other. The pressure
of their touch increased.
"Rub," Elaine said, slapping the side of her thigh with the paddle.
Susie and Melanie began rubbing.
At first there were giggles between the girls, then soft little sighs,
and finally, as the tempo of their fingers increased, gasps and moans.
"Oh, God," Susie breathed.
"Mmmm," Melanie whined. Each girl's head fell back in turn as she lost
interest in gazing at her partner and concentrated solely on the pleasure
she was giving and receiving. A race ensued, to see which could bring off
the other first. The palming of the pussies became furious.
"Nooo," Melanie gasped. Susie gave a little cry of remorse. Suddenly
both girls started coming. Each rubbed even faster, still trying to win,
at the same time reacting to the pleasure she was receiving.
Gloria and Elaine had stepped back from the girls by now, and Jim stood
behind the women, palming their bottoms. His stiffening penis was wedged
warmly between their hips. Their long nailed fingers gave his pee hole an
occasional flick.
"We'll have more like that tomorrow?" Jim asked.
"Mmm, yes," Gloria whispered.
"Much more," Elaine said.
When the girls had finished their course and rinsed off in the tub they
were helped to climb out. Gloria toweled off Melanie and Elaine did
Susie, much to the chagrin of Jim, who had wanted to towel off at least
one of the girls himself. Then Gloria gave Elaine a peck on the cheek,
bid her goodbye, and with Melanie in one hand and Jim's upthrust rod in
the other, took her leave.
D R E A M G I R L S N E W S
WOMEN DISCRIMINATE AGAINST GIRLS
by holy joe
As the possessor of truth, wisdom, and a fat belly I, holy joe, have long
known that women discriminate against girls. Girls are better looking,
girls are more frivolous (they don't have to fake it), and girls want to
have lots of fun! Women, on the other hand, always have an "agenda." And
it's a pretty simple one, too. It doesn't involve going to the Moon or
anything, like a man's agenda would, or climbing Mount Everest. It is:
1. get married. 2. get pregnant. 3. become a pillar of the community.
Of course, in modern times women claim to want to have a "career," but
this usually (with luck) winds up being a career spent at poolside waiting
for hubby to bring home more money.
I am not being sexist. I have sat at pools in the middle of the day and
found all the women STARING at me. They think I'm some kind of a predator
simply because I'm not out busting my ass to get money for some woman to
spend. This also happens in the park, and even sitting at the bus stop.
The men are supposed to be imprisoned in a workplace during the day while
the women flit around, either playing with a career or playing around the
house.
Many women, of course, are forced to work by their economic
circumstances. But this is a matter of necessity. I am not talking about
necessity. I am talking about what women do, and what they would do, if
they could get away with it. Most women, if they could get away with it,
would let some man take care of them. This does not mean they would let
him boss them around. They would "call the shots" behind the scenes while
letting him THINK he's in charge. This is why my next book is going to be
called, "Men are Stupid, Women are Smart." However, most men, despite
being stupid, would actually rather be out DOING something (even carousing
with the boys at the office), rather than sitting at home doing their
hair. So it is a very complicated issue.
There is one big threat in any woman's life. Do you know what it is? It
is a GIRL. Younger, prettier, etc. (All the stuff I stated above.) So
women discriminate against girls, for their "protection." Now, you might
say: "But Joe, a girl might be abused!" Okay, fine. Have it your way.
But "abused" playing tennis? Against a woman?
In the June 24th Economist (pg. 84) I read the following: "Girls mature
earlier than boys. When Jennifer Capriati became a full-time professional
tennis player at the young age of 13 years and 11 months, she already had
the strength and weight of shot to match almost anybody on the WOMEN'S
tour -- which may explain why in her first year she beat five players in
the top ten and entered the top ten herself.
"...the sport's organizers are taking steps to counter that risk.
[Beginning January 1, 1995], 14-year-olds are limited to five professional
events, none of them a first-class tournament. Younger still (say,
Capriati's 13yrs. 11mos.), and they can play only junior tennis."
Now I ask you, ladies, is this fair? Open competition, on an open court,
against a woman...and the woman insists that the girl (who beats her) must
be "protected." From what?
I am reminded of the Black, of whom it was said, "he must be protected
from being free." Or the woman who had to be "protected" from owning
property and voting. These girls are not playing tennis against men.
They are not even playing against boys. They are playing against women,
who demand to be able to compete with men in the workplace. Women's
Equality -- until girls show up and beat the women at their own game.
These are the same feminists, in my opinion, who wanted to ban little
girls from being gymnasts in the Olympics. Now, little girls just love to
dance and flip and pirouette. When they get older, this is no longer
possible. It is only possible while they are still young, without tits
that go flying and asses that need a crane to be lifted up. Yet these
"feminists" wanted to "protect" little girls from what they are constantly
doing in their own backyards: cartwheels and other aerobic activity.
Failing in that holy mission, the feminists have now successfully banned
girls from competing against them in tennis. The next thing you know,
feminists will ban men from the workplace. Only women will be allowed to
work.
Hmmmmmmm. I take it all back. BAN AWAY, ladies. Then us men and the
little girls will hang out by the pool while you have a nice career making
money for us to spend.
On tennis rackets.
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